[Proceeds to tell story in much detail. L.C. looks uncomfortable at its conclusion.
M.R. (cutting in). Why, my dear fellow, it wasn't Launceston at all, it was Lancaster, and—
[Tells story all over again to the Chancery Judges.
L.C. Yes—excellent. I thought it took place at Chester—but really, now, we must get to business. So, first of all, will anyone kindly tell me what the business is?
Mr. Justice A. (a very young Judge). Well, the fact is, I believe the Public—
Chorus of Judges. The what?
Mr. Justice A. (with hesitation). Why—I was going to say there seems to be a sort of discontent amongst the Public—
L.C. (with dignity). Really, really—what have we to do with the Public? But in case there should be any truth in this extraordinary statement, I think we might as well appoint a Committee to look into it, and then we can meet again some day and hear what it is all about.
L.C.J. Yes, a Committee by all means; the smaller the better. "Too many cooks," as dear old HORACE puts it.